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[Copyrighted 1902, by the Star Publishing Co.] 



SKETCH OF PROF. DRUMMOND. 

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Henry Drumtnond, a Scotch Presbyterian preacher 
and eminent writer, was born in Stirling, Scotland, 
Aug. 17, 1851. He graduated at Edinburg University, 
and also from the Free Church Divinity School. He won 
Special distinction in the world of letters by writing the 
following books, viz. "Natural Law in the Spiritual 
World." "The Ascent of Man." and "The Greatest Thing 
in the World." He was considered by many of his 
church friends as rather too liberal to be sound in ortho- 



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doxy. He came to America and assisted at the Sum- 
mer schools of D. L. Moody at Northfield, Mass. , He 
died in Tunbridge Wells, England, Mar. 11, 1897. 



HOW THIS BOOK WAS WRITTEN. 

When Mrs, Carolinn E. S. Twing was in Springfield, 
in Nov. 1901, I asked her to allow spirit Samuel Bowles 
to use her hand to write an account of the reception of 
President McKinley in the spirit world. 

Mr. Bowles wrote as follows. "I am sorry to say 
that upon such a short notice I cannot give anything 
to the public that I desire. I have perhaps been making 
a rash promise. Henry Drummond, since his coming 
over here, has been pleading with me to help him to get 
at this woman's hand, so he can write a few chapters. 

He says he wants to write from what he knows now. 
His little book would make a stir in many circles where 
he ctnDtVed amj i^s:weil kirofviU He has come out bright- 
er: with «thW\Jcio54rfjii intftlieptrof his in the short time 
he has been here, than ever before." 

'Ic^CQr^P^I^^V.T^ing'yld^ed to the request, and 
in e fim5«si*fc(ih^s*6btdme'd'the manuscript which now ap- 
pears in print. Mr. Drummond realizes that the book 
lacks in a degree, the mental vigor and rhetorical finish 
of his earthly writings, but he says the difficulty of trans- 
mitting his thought through a foreign channel is great. 
Therefore, the reader should make allowance for the dis- 
crepancy . 

Springfield, Mass. H. A. Budington. 



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HENRY DRUMMOND IN SPIRIT LIFE. 

HOW LIFE LOOKS TO HIM NOW. 

When a man passes into the sphere of life a lit- 
tle beyond the physical, with preconceived ideas 
that he has by his researches and earnest prayers, 
harmonized the unnatural with the natural, he is 
bound to see many an idol of thought prove clay, 
and many a theory fall to the ground as useless as 
the dreams of other days. 

In my earthly experience, I thought I had by 
the research which shortened my days on earth, 
solved the meaning of life, and that I could harmo- 
nize it with the religious thought of the day. 

I tried to accept the story of creation as record- 
ed in the Christian Scriptures, as a fact. I tried to 
make it seem to me the most natural method. I 
studied the best writings of my age with a strong 
thirst for knowledge. When I perceived that the 
scientists were disagreeing among themselves, I was 
pleased. 

The researches of Tyndall, Bastian and others, 
to verify the theory that life could not be extin- 
guished, were of deep interest to me, for it meant 
immortal life. But when the theory was announced 
that life always had existed — never had a beginning, 
it shook my belief in the Genesis of the Scriptures, 
a doubt 1 would not have dared to express publicly. 

The atoms which produce manifest life have 
been proven to be fire proof by the continuous ex- 
periments of the students in Biology. 



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I stand upon the spirit side to-day, ready to 
concede that we have no conception, from any data 
given, of any beginning of life : and if we reject the 
Scripture story of the formation of the earth and 
rest upon the more reasonable theory of the attrac- 
tion of atoms, we have 

NO SIX DAYS' CREATION ! NO FALL OF MAN ! 
NO QUARREL IN HEAVEN ! 

If previous to the time these events are said to 
have occurred, there had passed countless years, and 
every atom been busy in the great evolutions of at- 
traction, in its different phases of world-building, 
there was no need of the sacrifice of any man for 
the salvation of the world. Therefore my thought 
of trying to make one man a ^sacrifice — a redeemer 
for all the people of earth and trying to sustain the 
atonement upon a natural and spiritual basis com- 
bined, was faulty in the extreme. 

But my head was bent or dented that way. 
The conditions around me, dwarfed one side of my 
mind and brought into strong light, the other side. 

To the keen student of human nature, unbi- 
ased by creeds, this must be apparent. I had a 
desire for mental growth, and yet the stubbornness 
of my nature compelled me to strive vigorously to 
compel others to see that science and religion should 
work hand in han d. 

If you people who have listened to my expressed 
thought and read my books, could have really known 
my inner life, you would have been surprised at the 
conflict. Reason made such strong demands. It 
pointed to the straight path, while tradition had 
such a hold upon me as to mar my soul and chain 



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me. Oh ! how I wrestled with this subject ! One 
side of me would tell me I was honest, and that it 
was the highest thought I was giving to the people, 
while the other side would speak to me with in- 
tense earnestness, "You are debasing yourself — you 
are limiting law — you are limiting the power of 
what you supposed to be God ! You do not under- 
stand the limitless law ! and yet you are posing as a 
teacher of the truth. By preaching Jesus as the 
son of the God of the Universe, you violate the virtue 
of womanhood. You are emphasizing the tradition 
which does not recognize human responsibility as a 
factor, in ceasing to do evil and striving to do good. 
You are belittling yourself as a man, by continuing 
to foist upon the world, a story which had its origin 
in ignorance and has done more to send the people 
of earth to a hell of their own making, than any 
legend which has ever come to an ignorant world." 

Thus would I scourge myself — thus would the 
hours drag along, while with unfaith haunting me, 
I would try to stimulate faith. Is it any wonder 
that the frail body gave out under these contend- 
ing forces? Is it any wonder, that with my life 
work in some fields only begun, the material body 
failed to endure the lashing of the spiritual. 

I had written facts, when I had only the vagu- 
est and most childish dream of them. I had ex- 
tolled as a God, a character who was the 

MOST TENDER, KIND AND BEAUTIFUL 

but also the most unscientific of mankind ! 

1 had exalted moments when the wise men upon 
the desert, seemed so real to me that I could almost 
see the star shining — I could almost feel myself 



kneeling with them upon the sands, praying for the 
way to the Messiah to be shown to me. Then I 
looked at the world I lived in, at the men, women and 
children, who believed this story — sought under its 
shelter to be forgiven for acts which they need not 
have committed — who made it the cloak for much 
that was vile, and then knelt and prayed for for- 
giveness aud arose, believing they were forgiven ! 

Now I thank the wisest for their doubts. They 
have lessened my disappointment — they have made 
me more eager for the new study of people and 
of worlds. The doubting side of my mind has been 
my strength and my salvation. 

NOW WHEN I SEE "THE WAY, AND THE TRUTH, 
AND THE LIFE," 

as far as gl can now penetrate into the limitless, I 
feel as though ray earth work may have been per- 
mitted for the purpose of giving me a more earnest 
desire to change the currents of thought among 
those with whom I have been so long associated, and 
to teach them from my new angle of vision. 

There was always something left out, in my 
efforts there, and I fear there will be in this effort, 
although I was better versed in spirit intercourse 
than the public knew. I secretly studied spirit life 
from the mediums of earth, going as Saul did to the 
woman of Endor, intending not to be known. In 
some instances T was found out; in other instances 
taken Cor what I seemed to be, and heard tales which 
would be no addition to those of the Arabian 
Nights. I bowed my head in shame. Why should 
I expect great truths, when I sought them under the 
cover of darkness and silence, which often implied 
its much as the spoken word in regard to my identity. 



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What I wish to give in these few pages, I may 
not be able to give ; for I may be so crippled that 
I cannot maintain even the moderate control I have 
over this psychic to-day. But it is my desire to 
familiarize myself with this method of communi- 
cating and see if in the near future, I ma} r not give 
to the earth people a graphic and extended descrip- 
tion of what I have experienced here; and my new- 
ly found home be made more joyous because I 
have learned of the truth from the school of expe- 
rience. 

Henry Drummond. 



PAPER SECOND. 

I do not expect in the brief time allotted me, to 
to write consecutively or clearly, but it will be a 
chance to practice for some better* and more con- 
densed work. The habit of rambling in writing is 
detrimental, whatever kernels of sense there may be 
in it. 

i used to consider a moral religion as the 
highest phase of atheism, and the greatest 
enemy to Christianity. 

But looking at it from this point of view, plac- 
ing mankind as responsible for the good or bad ac- 
tions of their lives, save when environment and per- 
haps heredity come in, I look upon all efforts to 
teach the necessity of self-centering power as one of 
the essentials for humanity. The escape from men- 
tal and physical ailments must be effected by proper 
education. Environment must be studied and over- 
come. The soul or spirit must have a chance for 
itself to shine by its inherent light, which light is 
nten sifted by the spiritual light that shines into it. 



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The process of the growth of a soul over here is 
peculiar. I have already become an enthusiast upon 
the subject ; instructed by our good friend, Ml*. 
Bowles,* I have had better opportunities for enlight- 
enment than has many a one who has been here 

much longer. 

The Unwelcome Child. 

One case in particular has interested me very 
much, and that is a child who was not wanted, who 
by cruel means was deprived of normal mentality, 
during gestation, yet still lived. The child ate food 
when it was given and grew up without knowing 
how to attend to the functions of nature, till he was 
thirty years old. He then was released by transi- 
tion. I am told that his soul life was of such a low 
order — the divine spark so feeble that it took many 
years in spirit life to develop this idiot to his pres- 
ent state of enlightenment ; 

When his mother came here and saw him, with 
scarcely intelligence enough to recognize her, she 
wept bitter tears and said, "Oh ! my poor boy ! He 
never committed any sin ! " 

The strong assistant of this weak spirit said, 
u No, madam, he is suffering for your sin — the sin of 
intentional murder ! " 

That woman came over here, ignorant of her 
crime. She died in the full faith of forgiveness for 
sin, but now finds that she must suffer in spirit life 
as well as the child she had worse than murdered ; 
for if the child had come here at its birth, it would 
have more quickly outgrown these conditions and 
had better chance for progress. But being so long 
in a body through which it could not express itself, 
the greatest wrong to the spirit is made manifest. 
>See Bowk's Pamphlets at close of book. 



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Will that mother enjoy her crown and sing* in 
the choruses ? No, indeed ! The music can find no 
response in her soul ; and she, though poorly pre- 
pared to teach, will keep company with the awak- 
ened intellect of her much demented son. This may 
seem hard, but it is true ! 

The^hestory of the past is bathed in blood 
because of this remnant of the legends of old. Igno- 
rance has builded its funeral pyres, and thousands 
have suffered because they did not believe. Believe! 
It has sounded down through the centuries. It has 
been the talisman of every idea of religion — it has 
excused the criminal and sent the murderer into a 
kingdom of glory! Believe! It has brought de- 
struction to empires and proved to be the most cruel 
scourge ever witnessed in the centuries that are past, 
Heaven forbid that word shall so stand in the cen- 
turies to come. 

As I could not harmonize the Biblical story of 
creation with natural law, neither can I now harmo- 
nize the vicarious atonement with natural living, 
The laws of nature are never changed. The strict 
account goes on. Men and women rise to higher 
purposes. They leave their dead, unworthy selves 
behind — but it is all done through their own strug- 
gles for the light', and also by the aid of good spirits. 
I do not repudiate the thought of Jesus, the 
helper and the teacher. I do not doubt his exist- 
ence, but I am convinced that the greatest claims 
made for him, were made by others, and not by him- 
self. I love to think of him as one overshadowed by 
good spirits, for high and holy purposes — as one de- 



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signed for a work which was to be done in his day — 
a work which was simple, sweet, full of spiritual life, 
a work that was saving as j 7 our work is saving, 
when you convince a bowed-down soul of its own, 
inherent power. 

There are natures in these days, which are like 
unto his. It lias been my privilege to meet self- 
denying souls 

WHO HAVE BEEN SAVIORS TO MANY ! 

I can understand them better now. I called them 
ambitionless persons. I am sorry I did. Their am- 
bition was not for the loaves and fishes. It was for 
the power which they could throw over souls to lead 
them higher. Sometimes these consecrated souls 
have made me wonder. I remember many, and es- 
pecially one whose life stands out in bold relief be- 
side the so-called charities. 

The woman who gave secretly. 

When asked to help the church, she said she 
would like to, but could not. It was known she was 
receiving a good salary and alone. No one was in- 
vited to her home. She kepr aloof from those in the 
building, whose attic she occupied. She was dis- 
trusted — few knew her name. But regularly, as 
she received her monthly salary, sh£ would save out 
as much as would meet her actual needs, and then 
go forth to do good with the rest. She would find 
want and suffering and relieve it. After her day's 
labor, she would clean up rooms where sick ones lay 
and make them comfortable with what she had. If 
her name was asked, she would say, "No matter 
what it is; I am trying to do a little good." 



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These facts came out after her death. t She died 
alone in a room with bare floor and scant furniture. 
Among her few belongings was enough saved to pay 
her funeral expenses. I have met her here, and I 
have learned her story — not from herself, but from 
those she had blessed. I asked one woman whose 
life she had blessed in trouble. 

"Did she talk religion to you ?" 

"Oh ! no; she just cleaned me up and helped 
my children — she just worked religion ! " 

Her charity counts for more here than the chari- 
ty of many of those who have given great gifts and 
caused them to be widely heralded. 

In talking with this friend, who is much hap- 
pier than I am, I asked her, "Were you a real Chris- 
tian ? Did you believe your soul was saved through 
Christ ? " 

"Well, to tell the truth, " answered she, "I nev- 
er thought much about it. I just did my best and 
didn't try to build up a hill to frighten any one. " 

Dear, simple soul ! She has the mysteries of 
Godliness so much entwined in her nature, that she 
does not try to analyze her attitude toward the di- 
viner part of life. She lets it come to her and in 
doing so, accepts the highest results of her own liv- 
ing. 

Talk as we may, preach as the clergy have to 
preach, the real truth stands out — that it is not in 
spirit life we become souls, but we are souls ; and 
we must so live on earth as to develop the better part. 

This acknowledgment is so directly opposite 

TO MY EARTPHLY REACHINGS AND WRITINGS THAT 

the world will scarcely believe I ever thought when 



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on earth, as is above stated. But half the clergy- 
men of this age are tired of the old stories, so per- 
sistently told, and hail with delight, anything which 
opens a new avenue of thought. 

I shall strive with my whole soul to help my 
brothers to tell the truth, and express their honest 
convictions. The time was never more ripe than 
now, for real honesty of purpose. The world never 
needed truth more than it needs it to-day. Not one 
with any thinking capacity, but is ashamed of bond- 
age. He feels the incoming tide which could take him 
out from his conservative shelter to join the broad- 
minded and noble men of his time : but the poverty- 
crippled ones are selling out their wares ; keeping 
their intellects in a rut and trampling upon them, for 
the sake of the money which is needed, or for the 
preservation of their reputations for soundness of 
doctrine. The churches contain many who 

BELIEVE NOT WHAT THEY HEAR, 

but the church gives them a popular social or busi- 
ness position. 

I mourn as over a star of hope died out, when 
I look upon these scenes, for I would claim for im- 
mortal souls, freedom, purity of thought and right- 
eousness of action. 

Henry Drummond. 



PAPER THIRD. 

Since the question of total depravity has been 
fully settled in my mind, I have been looking on 
both sides of the dividing line, called death, for the 
solution of some problems. 

» Why should two infants, born under the same 
conditions or seemingly so, appear about the same 
through their younger years, nursing the same 
mother, fed from the same table, seeming to receive 
equal kindness and equal punishments for offences, 
go such different roads in life — one to the pulpit and 
the other, perhaps to the gallows ? 

If one is totally depraved, the other would be 
also. Neither have been subject in youth, to any 
special religious excitement, but each takes his own 
course. Yet the one is wicked, the other a shining 
light for good. 

I have come to this conclusion — that which 
dwarfs, that which induces such a downward ten- 

DENCY, COMES FROM ARRESTED DEVELOPMENT ; 

If the skull could shape itself according to the 
building up or shrinkage of brain cells, the effect 
would be very grotesque ! There would be flat- 
headed people — people with heads flat on the back 
side — people whose foreheads would sink in, in some 
places and bulge out in others. I am not sure if 
there were these visible signs, it might not be better 
for the race, because these signs might make a race 
of students. It might compel each father and 
mother to acquire a correct understanding of their 



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children. Should one organ be wanting, they could 
by the process of cell building, by encouraging the 
development of proper tastes and desires, remedy 
that deficiency. 

I would not wish to change nature's laws, but I 
would emphasize the necessity of studying head for- 
mations and such characteristics as surely point to a 
development of those faculties found wanting. One 
child is generous — the other is stingy and selfish. 
The too generous one should be taught moderation; 
the selfish one should be taught the pleasure of giv- 
ing, until the dwarfed cells of generosity blossom 
out like a flower. 

The one who goes to the pulpit has the faculty 
of self-esteem encouraged. He is told he must be 
educated for the Lord's work, because it is the Lord's 
will. He early sees his power over his own people, 
and exercises it over other people. Very magnetic 
he becomes. 

The less fortunate one is slow in his studies. 
He cares not for any form of religion. He takes to 
fishing. In seeing the rushing brook, his mind dwells 
upon what could be utilized from water power. His 
desire to stud) r in that line is quenched. . Some one 
must work on the farm — the ploughing and the 
reaping must go on. So the unwilling worker can 
only dream of freedom. His early ambition for me- 
chanics is crushed. He lives a life of drudgery, jeal- 
ous of others, and believing he is misunderstood. 
Drink and its associate evils lead to worse evils, un- 
til robbery, murder and death by law, closes the 
story of his earth life. 



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Had his aspirations and proclivities been stud- 
ied as was his brother's — the lowest in his nature, 
arrested and the right brought to the front, he might 
have been one who would have greatly benefitted 
the world by his inventions and moved it much more 
than his brother-preaeher moved it by his thought. 

The above only illustrates how parents may be 
in a measure, the creators of the bodies of their child- 
ren, and with proper knowledge may shape the des- 
tinies of their children. 

Oh ! blind world ! oh ! fated people ! if you re- 
fuse to understand your own power ! 

The assertion sometimes made by speakers — "I 
am Grod ! " does not fall very far short of the truth ; 
for if there was a personal being in the form of a 
man, called God, he could not create from the im- 
pure depths of human lives, purity, unless there was 
a dating back, which would affect the offspring. 

Modern science and ingenuity are doing much 
to bring out of darkened lives, the intelligence that 
has been hidden in the brain. The deaf senses, the 
blind see by an inner sense — the dumb speak. The 
possibilities of a soul, however dwarfed by disease 
or heredity, is great. 

If these improvements can be accomplished, 
how probable it is that the most degenerate can be 
reached. The arrested senses can be put into work- 
ing order. The divine in the human and the love 
of overcoming difficulties will bring noble results. 

The models of home life 
will be those persons who are greater than their pas- 
sions. No child will be born unless there is a place 
for it. The parents will give to the coming child 
a reception worthy of its destiny. 



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* The greatest overproduction I know of is 

that of human beings ; this overproduction is caus- 
ing wars and famines. It is causing destruction 
and death. There will never be a healthy civiliza- 
tion- until men and women are cognizant of this 
curse and regulate the conception of offspring. 

Men will go on singing the Star Spangled Ban- 
ner and Rule Brittannia, and meet death in battle. 
The world is compassed about by the arrested devel- 
opment of its people. 

You may ask, whj r , all at once, I feel this so 
deeply — why after, to the world's way of thinking, 
my usefulness is over, I am so emphatic upon this 
subject. It is because 

I HAVE ELIMINATED FROM MY FAITH ALL THOUGHT 
OF OUTSIDE POWER IN SALVATION. 

I see a world of mortals, holding on to threads 
so slender that an infant's fingers might rend them 
asunder. My sole thought now is to correct that 
which I mistakenly gave to the earth people as a great 
truth. I am living over the lives of my cult. I am ex- 
periencing what they have experienced in spirit life, 
but so few of us can break the silence. 

*Bishop Haven rejoices in having broken 

the silence. Some others have found a way to reach 
the people of earth through mediums. But we have 
not enough true mediums. We want thousands of 
them to voice or write these truths. We need them 
in every department of life. 

• See advertisement at close of this book. 



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I shall never challenge any one's right to teach 
as he thinks best, but I shall be glad when the time 
comes, that there shall be in 

EVERY PULPIT A PREACHER WHO SAYS 

he is led by wise spirits in his teachings, and who 
really is so led This lack of spirit power in the pul- 
pit is one great cause of the paralj 7 zed condition of 
the people — the one great cause of the arrest of the 
desire to learn about spiritual things except in the 
old hereditary way. 

The lurid shade of the Catholic Church 
shows a mass of men and women whose develop- 
ment of conscience or of aspiration is nearly as thor- 
oughly arrested as though no such faculty ever ex- 
isted. They are the people who furnish the money, 
but the priest deals out the thought. Thus far and 
no farther is the idea. 

The time is ripe for new lessons. 
Every avenue needs to be searched thoroughly ; 
for when the searchlight of truth is turned on them, 
their secrets are read. The # Pope is dying — a man 
guilty of much, yet, his conscience is almost at rest, 
because he has built up a belief that sin cannot 
touch him. Oh ! the awakening ! 

Henry Drummond. 

* Leo XIII. 



PAPER FOURTH. 

I think I once said or wrote, (and I tried to 
emphasize it in my life,) that any principle which 
secures the safety of the individual, without person- 
al effort, is disastrous to the moral character. 

I believe more earnestly now than ever, in 
that thought. In fact, I know that whatever comes 
to a life must be earned by that life. The parasite 
should have no place ; for he does not make a place 
for himself — he only clings. 

What shall the work be? It must be growth, 
spiritual growth, founded upon intelligence — that 
growth must be the result of earnest action. It is on- 
ly by the exercise of any sense that we retain and 
improve that sense. If we always lived in the dark 
we should have no use for our eyes. If we accus- 
tomed ourselves to one kind of food, our taste for 
other foods would be atrophied. < If we became so 
indolent that this indolence would bring on paralytic 
tendencies, we should lose our sense of feeling. 

So it is with the spiritual. People do not grow 
in spirit because a certain belief is drilled into them 
and it is heresy to accept any other belief. I am 
learning the fate of the parasite, and of the one-idea 
man here. I perceive there has been a great crip- 
pling of the spirit. 

The cramped feet of a Chinese girl may be re- 
lieved by wearing larger shoes; but her feet will 
not enlarge to their normal size. 



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The cramped mind may think it is breaking the 
barriers ; but some sort of chain will remain. He 
may come out before the world and acknowledge his 
wrong — he may say he has broken the fetters, in 
some way he will find himself a bigot. It is a fact, 
recognized in nature that scars remain. 

If this be true, is there not a great need for more 
earnest work? I notice among your people, (Spirit- 
ualists) the scientific, the learned and the spiritual- 
minded — and also the unscientific, the unlearned 
and the carnal-minded. I have looked over your as- 
semblies and noticed that more than half the people 

WERE GRAY-HKADED ! WHERE ARE THE YOUNG ? 

Your people are enthusiasts for the truth to be 
wide-spread. You instruct your older people and 
set your younger people to dancing ? Is there not 
enough in the great truths of spirit life and spirit 
communion to arrest the attention of the young 
when rightly presented? 1 should say there is! 

I have no right, as a comparative outsider, one 
who only bungled with the spiritual and scientific, 
to pose as a mentor to you of earth. So if my 
zeal is greater than my wisdom, forgive me. It is 
something to awake to yourself — to feel your power 
so circumscribed that you cannot understand the 
way, and yet long for an avenue through which to 
give the light to others. I claim that there should 
be more of a chance for the denizens of spirit life to 
reach the earth. You need us and we need you. 

I shall not let any opportunity pass. I shall 
strive to do my duty. I am following in the line of 
those who have passed to spirit life before me. I am 



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trying to study, with a greater degree of freedom, 

the crooked ways of the crippled intellect. 

I AM SHOCKED BY THE PRESENCE OF THE DIS- 
APPOINTED AND THE IGNORANT! 

I feel more and more the intense desire and willing- 
ness of the highest teachers, to aid you of earth ; 
yet how these teachers have been repulsed ! When 
I can reach the earth as a teacher, will the people 
heed me ? But few of them will listen. It will be 
giving out pearls to those who do not appreciate 
pearls. 

The Disappointed. 

I have been so impressed with the disappointed, 
those who expected so much for nothing, that I 
want to cry aloud to the world — Beware! beware! 
Build on no foundation which you have not laid 
yourself — rear no structure, of which your whole 
life is not a component part. 

Teach the children and the adults that 
Jesus was noble — a character, moulded from 
self sacrifice — but that around him has been placed, 
embellishments from the men of the dark ages. He 
recognized immortal life, as do you. He ascended 
into the spiritual wojld; so will you. He returned 
to earth — so may you. He showed himself to the 
people. All this you may do. But men in after 
years put false words into his mouth — words which 
he never said. Controlled by higher spirits, he 
taught the lessons of the past, 

BUT HE DID NOT TEACH ALL THAT IT WAS 
CLAIMED HE DID. 

They made him take to himself much more than he 
ever claimed, and made the Christian world believe 



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it. His life was only a drop in the sea, compared to 
the history that has come down to you. 

But superstition must have full sway. Priests, 
emperors and kings must have some power to enable 
them to crush people, who did not follow their de- 
crees. Jesus was the most powerful of any seer of 
which they knew, and so the lot fell upon him. I 
expect to see him sometime. I thought I sought 
and loved the God-man when on earth. Now I 
shall search and find the real Jesus, and then tell 
the world of mortals how I find him. It will come 
in time. I am seeking after the human Nazarene. 

In all my researches I have never been quite 
satisfied, and 1 have in the past startled myself by 
finding out that I had read more of the works of 
liberal minds than of those written by men of creeds. 
There was no chance for growth in the latter. Their 
affirmation that "it was so," must be sufficient. To 
indulge in curiosity or reason was a sin. 

How Mr. Drummond advanced. 

I attribute to Huxley, Spencer, Tyndall and 
many of the Spiritualist writers, my partial enfran- 
chisment from the yoke of bondage. I thought I was 
doing the world good by studying these authors, so 
I could refute their arguments. I was really clinch- 
ing them by bringing into juxtaposition my own 
weak ones, gleaned from the one-sided histories and 
the one-sided experiences of the past. 

When I came to spirit life, I eagerly sought foi 
bishops and men of high repute in the church, men 
whom I had almost worshipped as oracles of wisdom 
I found them all humble students in the school of a 
natural religion, with facts only as prime factors. 



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I am striving more earnestly than ever to enlarge my 
sphere of action. 

I AM ASTONISHED TO FIND MYSELF SO HUMAN, 

to find some days my greatest desires are to reach 
my own— to pour into their ears, the real truth — 
to let them know my great love. 

I beg pardon for having been so much the student 
so little the lover. I have a strong desire to show 
myself where they dwell and love me- — to have them 
say, u He is our own"-— to have them feel that no 
transfiguration scene has taken place, which has not 
made me more to those of earth than ever. Oh! I 
want them to realize that the new song is of emancipa- 
tion and home! 

Now let me ask that every one who reads these 
words, may regard them as a warning or as an invi- 
tation to more divine living. Begin now! Study 
your own powers. You grow out of yourselves. 
Your spark divine must be found and brought into . 
the light. Settle this in your thought ! 

Spirit communion is and always has been 

A FACT ! 

If it is a fact, it must have a meaning. It has a 
meaning — that meaning must touch other souls and 
induce them to cease their parasitical clinging to 
the unsubstantial and to love to revel in the power 
which is theirs and in the work they can do. 

Henry Drummond. 



PAPER FIFTH. 

Lust for Gold. Hate. 

There are two revolutions immanent in the at- 
mosphere — the one engendered by lust for gold 
without work — the other, engendered by deadly 
hate, which has lately found expression in your 
nation.* 

There is also a spiritual revolution behind — one 
which has been slow of action, but will be sure at 
last. This great power of the spirit has been blinded 
upon one side by the despotism of the church and 
upon the other side, by the despotism of the senses. 
This power is slowly and silently working its way 
through the present civilization. It has struck no 
blows — broken no laws — nothing good is destroyed — 
but the unreal and the harmful must pass away. 
This spiritual power speaks from human lips-" where- 
as I was once blind, I now see" 

Truth always brings destruction in its wake. It 
kindles new fires to burn old idols. " It changes the 
currents in such a degree that inharmonies occur 
between those who have in the past, loved each 
other. It brings about a difference in the ways of 
living. 

Passions dethroned. Reason holds sway. 
Could you, who are not sensitive to this spiritual 
revolution, realize the struggle that is going on in 
the minds of the truly good and sensitive, your 

* Assassination of President McKinley. 



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criticisms would fall as lightly as the leaves of Au- 
tumn. You would not deem that you were worthy 
to sit in the shadow of their presence. With your 
material shell broken, you would feel storm-swept 
and self-accused at your former harsh judgments. 

This spiritual revolution must go on. Those 
who defy it will feel its power. Their feeble resist- 
ance will not prevent them from falling into line, or 
from going in other directions, which will lead them 
to that spiritual life, where all eyes will be opened. 

I AM AT PEACE ABOUT THIS SPIRITUAL REVOLUTION. 

I see its workings, and even though it may be a 
change in many ways to some people, even causing 
them to pass from the mortal state, yet I feel at rest. 

But I am not at rest when I look into the king- 
dom of Hate — the worst monarch who ever de- 
throned a rival, whether this hate abides in the 
hearts of ruler or people, whether it finds its way into 
organizations, or lurks in the soul of individuals — 
It is the canker of the soul ! 

This hate withers and destroys all kindly 
thoughts. Once harbored, no matter how just the 
hate may be, it finds its way to other hearts. The 
atmosphere of hate is deadly. If one gives it place, 
it crowds out the love of friends. It is as catching 
as a slow, putrid disease, and as fatal to life's 
beauty. It is fatal to truth. It gives a distorted 
view. It robs life of happiness. When at last the 
spirit is freed from its earthly environment, hate has 
its place in the spiritual realm. 

Individuals have solaced themselves witli the 
thought that all is well with them, that the small 
hatred that dominates their souls, compared to the 



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hatred that dominates their bodies will not matter 

that it will fall away when the beauties of the spir- 
itual dawn upon them. 

But as the dyspeptic longs for food, yet dreads 
the pain which must follow any indulgence in that 
which he craves, so does the transplanted immortal 
gaze upon the beauties all around him, and say "It 
is not for me" It is not in my life. I can see, but 
I cannot enjoy ; I can hear, but I cannot appreciate ! 

And so the hungry souls who carry hatred in 
earth life and bring it over here, must serve a long 
apprenticeship before they can really enjoy and ap- 
preciate the beauties of this upper world. 

I warn you, Oh ! friends, whom I have but a 
short time, preceded to this life, to examine your- 
selves. If a physician should give you a critical 
examination and should say, "You have tuberculo- 
sis, you may be helped if at once you realize your 
danger and take proper remedies ; but you, your- 
self must work out your physical salvation by right 
living and right remedies," you should heed him. 

The patient with the spiritual ailment, does not 
need the diagnosis of a physician or the knife of a 
surgeon. He must heal himself. There can be no 
person so degraded, no act so base as to deserve the 
unrelenting hatred of an immortal soul. You ma\ r 
look at your grievances, and say, "How I have suf- 
fered ! how my life has been wrecked by this man or 
woman ! " 

Yet upon self-examination, you will find that 
the greatest wrecks manifest on earth, are those you 
have allowed to come to yourself. You do not 
know how much you have been to blame — you do 



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not understand how much there was in your own 
conduct or thought that was wrong. You furnished 
the kindling wood while on earth, to start the fires 
of hatred. So, friends, examine yourselves and do 
not let the fatal canker enter within your souls. 

This subject has been graphically brought to my 
notice since I have been in spirit life. I thank heav- 
en I had no hate to contend with, and but little big- 
otry. I was more free than I had allowed the 
world to know ; and for that reason I found earth 
life lacked something, because I did not express the 
whole of my thought, and spirit life has had the 
same lack. 

But I brought no hate nor envy with me. Mon- 
ey was a means to an end. If it served me much or 
little, I was thankful. 

The woman who hated. 

My attention was arrested upon my arrival here 
by one of the most beautiful, yet saddest-looking 
women I ever saw. She seldom uttered a word, but 
kept watching with hungry eyes, from a distance, 
a noble, happy-looking man. Often he would be- 
stow a sweet smile and beckon her to come to him. 
But she would shake her head, mournfully and 
strive to keep in the shadow of some shrubbery, 
where she could view him without attracting the no- 
tice of others by her surveillance. 

At last I made an effort to gain her attention. 
It was some time before I succeeded. I remarked 
to her upon the beauty of the scene. 

"I do not see it so," she answered. "It seems 
to me like a wilderness — a wild wilderness ! " 



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Astonished, I questioned her further. "Why 
is this so? You cannot, upon this side of life, have 
such a perturbed sense as to call all this beauty, a 
wilderness ! a desert plain ! " 

"It is all in my soul, M said she, "all my in own 
atmosphere, I know it is so, but I have not strength 
to cast it aside. Do you see that noble-looking man 
over by the fountain wall? In former days, on earth 
I loved him. His voice was music and his presence 
a blessing. We were married. Mentally, he was far 
above me. He could enjoy with me the every day 
affairs of life — our beautiful home — our well-cooked 
food. He had Caresses for me and loved me. But 
it was a giant and a pigmj\ He was not satisfied. 
In music I was a novice, and could no more appre- 
ciate much that he loved than a three-old old child 
could understand Beethoven. He wearied of me, 
andJI heard of his seeking the society of gifted ones, 
and of enjoying converse with them. 

When accused by me, he would say, 4 My dear, 
it is refreshing to talk with cultured women — with 
those who love art and music, and are students of 
history and understand science ; but I love my wife.' 

He asked me to invite an especial favorite to 
our house that I might become acquainted with her. 
To this I consented. Oh! how I hated her! I hated 
her for the pleased look she brought to his face — for 
the music rendered— for the songs she sang — for her 
ability to interest my king!] 

At last I began to hate him. I hated him so 
intensely that I refused and repulsed the kiss he tried 
to give me when I was passing away. I kept on ha- 



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ting him and her after my transition. fc Now he will 
marry her, ' said my jealous nature, but he did not. 
They had little in common, except their interest 
in art, music, &c. After I came here, they drifted 
apart. Now he has comejhere. Hejis holding out 
his hand to me. He really loved me and I have a 
wall of hate to throw down. I cannot touch his 
hand though it is held out to me. The bitterness 
that I engendered, rises up before me. I am hungry 
for the love I cannot accept. Oh ! sir, I did not 
know it was so grievous a thing to hate! " 

Nor did I, but I have been studying it since and 
I want to say to your world that hate in the 

SPIRITUAL WORLD IS AKIN TO MURDER ! 

It engenders murder, and often the coward who 
hates, is only kept from murder by his cowardice. 
Beware of Hate in all ways. 
I read Brother Bowles pamphlets while in your 
life. I often thought, if I were he, I would go into 
the more scientific phases of the spiritual life than 
he did, if he really did write these pamphlets.* But 
I am now impressed to tell the simple stories of this 
spiritual life. 

Henry Drummond. 

* See Bowles Pamphlets at close of book. 



PAPER SIXTH. 

I cannot yet become used to being what the 
world calls dead! I see some need of a friend, or 
some danger. I go to them and implore them to 
listen. They can hear the chirp of the cricket, but 
they cannot hear me. I stand before them, clothed 
in my spiritual garments, as real to myself as 1 ever 
was in earth life, even more real — for there is a pleas- 
ure in the reality. Pain is left out, yet they are 
blind — so blind! I think these lessons should reach 
your world, first, that they may be able to under- 
stand us, but comparatively few of those over here 
care to be understood, except in selfish ways. 

The law of control is studied here as in the olden 
time, for selfish purposes. "Behold I will put a lying 
spirit into his mouth," is the cry yet. The lower spirit 
realm is the same as in the past — but few are seeking 
for true victory. The'vicious instincts lead them to 
struggle for mastery. 

Haunting the Saloons. • 
You have often been told that your saloons have un- 
seen guests— how those with thirst for drink are 
striving to use in some way, the sensitives over there, 
and through them, hope to extract enjoyment. Every 
demoralizing and hellish place has its spirit hangers 
on! How can the church sit so idly, feeling it is 
well if a vicious soul is put out of the way, when the 
murderer is only unchained by hanging. How can 



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those professing to live a good, spiritual life, look so 
far above, and yet let the spirits in a prison of the 
flesh, poor and crushed, go down to death! 

All-around them is hell! 
Yet they are trying to save people from a future hell! 
All around them are evidences of these hells, yet 
they sing a hymn which breathes of martyred ones. 

The tramp of the betrayer and of the betrayed 
goes past their doors. The sound of the strife pen 
etrates the walls of their churches. But the stained- 
glass windows, give only a holy and religious light. 
The mighty organ is resounding under the touch of 
one who plays with his fingers, and thinks of the 
money he may earn, to be spent, perhaps in carnal 
vice. The deacon admires the fine sermon, but re- 
solves that in the morning he must turn out from 
one of his miserable tenements, a family, bankrupt 
in money and in love, that this excuse for a house 
may, through a better paying tenant, bring him the 
money to help to pay the salary of "the brightest 
clergyman in the city." 

The haughty dames have done their duty. The 
silk gowns of mothers and daughters rustle out of 
church, and the young man who is invited to dinner 
is very eligible. 

OH ! THE SICKENING THOUGHT AS I SEE IT NOW ! 

When I began on earth, to sense some of these con- 
ditions, when disease, meanness and conflict, im- 
pelled me to relate some of these wretched scenes — 
when at times it seemed a cloud came over me and 
the words spoken and the acts performed, seemed 



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hardly my own, I think I began to realize in a small 
degree what life meant to the unloved and wretched. 
I tried so hard and yet my hands seemed empty. 
The great lesson of what I meant to do, and how it 
must be done, has come now. I must strive to 
buckle on the armor and work — work ! Who will 
receive me? 

Though one were raised from the dead, 
they will not believe. 
I have felt this so much since I have been looking 
into your life as it really is. If you give to the world 
even these feeble sentences, you will have helped 
me to accomplish so much. I am glad I dealt 
more with love than I did with hell — that the work 
of my brain, which made "Love the greatest thing in 
the World," has a place in many a home, while my 
reasoning in an unreasoning way* to link (as I have 
before written) science and religion, seems to me a 
failure. 

Do not think you will always find me in this 
mood. I have many hours of rejoicing — many hours 
when exalted influences are upon me and I can see 
the glories beyond. I look upon life as it is, with 
cheering hope. But we bring our old despondency, 
our old fears, almost our old aching bodies at times, 
so strong is the force of imagination even here. 
Nature in Spirit Life. 

I am studying, in my best moments, the corres- 
pondence between the two worlds or spheres of be- 
ing. In nature, the finer part is represented here. 
Our trees are the spiritual outgrowth of the trees 
which fell by the woodman's axe, or decayed upon 
earth. Our flowers are of the part so fine in tex- 



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tare, so delightful in fragrance that these qualities 
and essences escaped your notice. Our rivers and 
mountains are spiritual counterparts of rivers and 
mountains on your earth. The immense craters have 
a resemblance to the long disputed ones upon the 
moon. 

I have only as yet entered upon the border of 
this unknown country, but I shall be, a traveller by 
and by. I want to sense the spiritual world in all 
its phases. I do not want to partake of its joys and 
not see how every planet from which has come a soul 
to spiritual life, has its counterpart in the great spir- 
itual realm which is as boundless as the powers 
that brought together the atoms to compose it. 

Other Planets. 
I hear talk of wonderful life upon the other planets, 
and I asked one of the wise ones here what I was 
deficient in, that would make it difficult for me to 
visit some of these planets. Said he, "First, words — 
language to describe — you would see that which 
could scarcely be described in the language of any 
nation of earth. If you wished to tell the people of 
earth what you saw, you would lack a proper vehicle 
for communication/' 

"But if I did my best/' I persisted. He shrugged 
his shoulders and passed on. Wise people, whether 
in the mortal or spiritual world, can be very dis- 
agreeable. 

I have been flitting from thought to thought in 
such a way that I do not know as you will deem 
them worthy of your attention. But suppose 
there was a country you had loved, wherein those 
you lov^d dwelled, and all avenues of communica- 



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tion had been shut off and this was the only avenue 
by which you could reach them, would you not im- 
prove every opportunit} 7 ? I am told this is the only 
way. I am impressed that there will never come a 
time when spiritual intercourse is more needed than 
now. 

I look forward to a time when I can resume my 
studies intelligently, with clear brain, anr) with a 
more perfect knowledge of the laws which obtain 
here. 

Henry Drummond. 



PAPER SEVENTH. 

When I think of the past and how hard I la- 
bored to disprove the truths of the communion of the 
denizens of earth with those of the spiritual life, I 
feel like calling myself an idiot. 

I have pleached long and seriously on the ful- 
fillment of Christ's promises. I have said if Christ 
had promised all the things it is said he did, and 
then never came to fulfill them, it would have been 
as dead, this history of Christ, as any other attempt 
to play upon the credulity of the people: — after 
the lapse of a century. But he came back; indeed 
he showed he had not been far away. He kept his 
appointments—he showed himself in their midst. The 
angels of the Most High assisted. him in the work, and 
he was one with his pupils during their earth life. 

He did not desert his school — not even the fish- 
ermen on the sea. 



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His materialized form was seen by many — who recog- 
nized him by his spirit, by his presence, by his voice, 
when his body was unseen — by brilliant light at 
noonday did he speak to the people he had left. The 
innermost history has a halo about it, which cannot 
be destroyed because of the assurance in that time, 
of the continuity of life. 

People by millions believe it and a large num- 
ber bow yet to the shrine of the arisen Christ. The 
foundation of Christianity is laid upon the reappear- 
ance of Jesus after death. These appearances of the 
dead in the past ages strongly endorse the claim 
made now that the dead return. Why then should 
limitations be drawn ? 

A man who is going to California will be heard 
from. It is his duty as well as his privilege to let 
his home folks know how it fares with him, and he 
is glad to describe the country of the Golden Gate. 
And his people believe what he says, even though 
he may notpiave been considered over correct in his 
past life. They say, what object would he have in 
describing such a country ? No benefit could come 
to him from it. But there may be conditions with 
some who go to that distant state, by which they 
may wish to drop out, to be unknown, to hide, to 
change their names and be forgotten. Such an one 
may be considered dead for a long time; and at last 
the touch of conscience may make a demand that he 
should acquaint his people of his location and his life. 

The man who wrote, emphasized the fact that 
there was a California. The fact that the other man 
did not write, that he kept silence, does not disprove 
the truth of there being such a state. 



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I am fully aware that I am threshing old straw, 
that you and your cult have gone over it a thousand 
times, but from my present position, I must^notonly 
seek for the best thoughts for the future, but I must 
acknowledge my neglect and blindness. 

Spirits who do not wish to come back. 

I am told that there are those here who have 
never attempted to send a message to their earth 
friends. They declare in their stubbornness that 
there is an "impassable gulf, " They shut the ten- 
derness out of their lives and declare they have no 
desire to ever see or know what is going on in the 
old department of life. They strive to engross them- 
selves in a preparation for seeing God upon His 
throne. They are sure the time is coming when they 
can be on the highest altitude of spiritual triumph. 

In earth life they were called devout, beautiful, 
almost unapproachable characters. Their friends 
feared them, rather than loved them. Hence there 
is no call for them to visit their friends. They are 
engrossed with the thought of their position upon 
that day'when they shall experience the wonderful 
reality of seeing God ! 

They are spiritually insane, and excite the sym- 
pathy of those who understand spiritual life in its 
simplicity as well as in its grandeur. The ties of 
family are not strong with them, and filled with sel- 
fishness, they do not care to communicate, but are 
willing to discredit its possibility, with the same 
vigor they expressed in earth life. 

Do you wonder that we who have faith in the 
boundless possibilities of this spirit life, look with 
pity if not with scorn, upon such natures — those un- 



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willing to prove a truth by any act of theirs, yet are 
strong in their denials, and are ready to abuse those 
who have the temerity to stand nobly for what they 
have proven true? 

There are those here who have nothing to recom- 
mend them to the love of their friends — who though 
never desiring to send messages, still desire to make 
uncomfortable those whom they have chilled to the 
heart when on earth. 

Why promises are not fulfilled. 

There are those here, with love in their hearts, 
who have promised, if spirit return was true, to come 
back and say some particular word or sentence mu- 
tually agreed upon before their transition. They 
refuse the help of guides, hoping to give the word 
or sentence direct to the medium ; but when they 
come in contact with the medium, they forget the 
word — forget everything in trying to untangle the 
threads of communication. They have no idea of 
electric force. They stand mute before what seemed 
to them easy, when they promised. 

Difficulty of communicating. 

You see with all these difficulties hedging us 
about, and with all the ignorance and opposition of 
people on earth, it takes courage to make an attempt 
at communication. I have tried very hard to reach 
some of my earth associates. But Henry Drummond 
is dead to them. His works still live for good or 
evil, but the man is dead! Heaven hasten the time 
when this opposition to the truth from both sides of 
the line shall cease. 



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The indifferent daughter. 
There are spirits who do not care anything about 
earth life. Their supposedly high ideals have guided 
them in other directions, and they have been ab- 
sorbed with other interests. I have met with a spirit 
who was much surprised to learn that her mother 
had passed to spirit life. " Why ! " she said. " Is that 
really so ? Mamma always was partial to the other 
children, and doubtless she prefers remaining with 
them. She never understood high art ! " 

I looked around and owned to myself, that I 
never did. I have been wondering by what malfor- 
mation of human or spiritual powers one can become 
so entirely separated from the mother who bore her. 
I ask, is it a physical condition or a spiritual malfor- 
mation, caused by unseen forces? 

Spiritual Adjustment. 

These subjects seem to me as high as heaven, 
and reach down to the depths ; still I have a sense 
of peace when I think of all these hard questions. 
There will cornea time for spiritual adjustment; 
when these natures shall find their souls. It will be 
a wonderful discovery ; for in finding their souls, 
they will come in touch with those they have never 
known ; although they have required the best that 
could be given to them from those whom they ought 
to love. But in fact they have antagonized their 
servants as well as their dearest relations. 
Work of a century. 

With these conditions facing me, even in the 
little time I have been in this life, I can seethe work 
of a century, and it must begin in earth life. I am 
discouraged when I see the disinclination of earth 



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people to study into this thought. For I am thrown 
into that company somewhat ; but I am encouraged 
when I see the zeal of others, whom I am privileged 
to visit. 

Every invention has its birth place, 

mostly in the spiritual world. A brain is touched 
and a desire is thrown upon it to produce something 
in the electrical field. The human brain goes about 
it in a clumsy way. The spirit who touched that 
brain comes around to see if his seed has taken root. 
If he finds there is anything to work upon, a time 
of passivity is chosen, and then comes another illu- 
mination to the inventors brain, and so on, until a 
valuable aid to the world in light or power is realized. 

The inventor is honest often times, and will say, 
"I thought it out, " for he does not recognize the 
touch of the spirit. But the illuminated soul that 
puts his life into the invention, recognizes and bows 
to the spirit. 

Oh ! wonderful world of spirit. Teach me "the 
way, the truth and the life " from a spiritual stand- 
point ! 

Henry Drummond. 



PAPER EIGHTH. 

Surprises meet me upon every hand. My short 
experience here has seemed to me like the changing 
shades of a kaleidoscope. The kings, queens and 
emperors of the earth give up their kingdoms and 
empires. The queenly head is no different from that 
of the patient maids who attended her. 
Queen Victoria.. 

I have been struck by the appearance of the 
Royal family of England. The queen and her con- 
sort, pass by in spirit life, and not as much attention 
is paid to her, as to a little child that is sparkling 
with happiness. The child is royal because she is 
innocent. But the queen, although happy in the 
presence of her consort, now restored to her, is yet 
unhappy because of the revelations this life has 
brought to her. She was a good woman, and meant 
to be a good queen, but not until her later days did 
she realize the great scourge of war — the great crime 
of that, which in itself seemed innocent, but which 
is not the best policy for wise rulers. War is a great 
blot upon civilization and has, it seems to me, never 
been a potent factor in the redemption of anj' race. 

Others will argue differently. They will main- 
tain that it is the precursor of peace and prosperity ; 
but they do not see the spirit side, and cannot un- 
derstand how terrible it is to be even the indirect 
means of sending thousands of unripe souls into 
spirit life. 



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I LOOK UPON WAR AS A GREAT CONSUMING ABSCESS 
UPON THE FACE OF THE EARTH. 

I fear the chains of physical bondage in a free 
country, have given place to a misunderstood free- 
dom, and to other chains which imperil the soul. 

No system is safe, without the thought of the 
spiritual good of the people. This should be in ad- 
vance of every other thought. No system of govern- 
ment is ripe for the results which crown the people 
with the gifts of heaven, while ignorance is dragging 
them down to the darkest hell ! 
i have looked upon the united states of 

America as a great symbol of power. 

I have been glad of the riches and the glory — 
of the intelligence of the people. But there have 
been seeds sown that will take root — have already 
taken root. It has been strown in the great high- 
way that has started the world, and made men and 
women weep. It will have to be the watch-word of 
your nation — to adopt the wisest measures, in order 
to stamp out the conditions which now menace those 
in power. 

Fear will do it for a while, but it will only stop 
to catch its breath, before some other prey is chosen 
and another victim has been felled. The men who 
have murdered have not been killed. The man who 
struck at the heart which only beat in kindness to 
all, is not feeling as you would think he would feel — 

CZOLGOSZ. 

Away down in the valley, where the light seldom 
comes, he has been welcomed as a martyr, and not 
as a traitor ! Degraded souls believe his crime was 
a great triumph for the people. 



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Anarchy has not been stamped out by taking 
the life of one of its tools. 

There is silence and denials now, but the leaven 
of discontent is working, and will work ruin if it 
can. There is a force from the spirit side which is 
encouraging this discontent, and making it seem like 
a crown of glory to the anarchist. Sensitives on the 
earth side are obsessed by these fiendish spirits, and 
also strongly incited by sympathizing people on the 
earth plane. The pressure upon these anarchistic 
sensitives is sometimes too strong to be resisted. 

W. MCKINLEY. 

I cannot now write much of him who came over to 
spirit life with the ripeness of his intellect apparent 
in his life — with the glory of the greatest thing in 
the world about him, Love ! ! with the ambitions of 
life laid low — but still so sweet in spirit, so in touch 
with the highest, that death was not death to him. 
It is as yet like crossing over a sacred threshold — it 
is too early to picture this man among men, the 
statesman — the lover of home. Sometime when the 
grief has subsided and his successor shall have at- 
tained the high place in the minds of the people, we 
know he is worthy to attain, I will, if permitted, 
write of this new life for the great man of the times. 
He came into this spiritual life as a student, not 
as a ruler. Interest in that which is passing with 
3 ou will naturally chain his attention for sometime, 
and then heaven will open unto him and he will lis- 
ten to the call of those gone before. 

AS YOU COULD NOT KILL A MURDERER, SO A MUR- 
DERER COULD NOT KTLL A PRESIDENT. 



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If my life could be changed ; if all its interests 
could be focused upon the old plane of life, I would 
not have it so. I have other ambitions upon this 
side. In these new fields I must unravel the great 
skeins of mysteries that are before me — a natural 
heaven, yet one that brings out the greatest in na- 
ture — a world so varied, so complete, so changing in 
its aspects that astonishment is written upon the 
faces of those who come here. 

There are those who cannot bear the light of 
this bright day. There are those who want to live 
in the brightest of the life over here. Oh ! there are 
scenes I would like to visit, but I am waiting for 
the further glory to dawn upon me here. I am tak- 
ing in all the power I can. I am trying to do all the 
good I can to others. 

When you come here, my friend, you will not 
come without baggage. You will have to come with 
that which I wrote of in my last paper, (Hate) if it 
is in your life, and you will, I fear, feel some as I 
did about unpacking in my new home. 
Drtjmmond's Packages. 
One of my bundles was Self-Esteem — the thought of 
knowing pretty well what was best, and that a mis- 
take in my life could not be as bad as a mistake in 
some other life. Then I had a package which looked 
small; but it took up room when I unpacked it — 
that was Sullenness. If I did not scold, I might be 
called quite forbearing ; but I did not take into con- 
sideration how the outlet for it, sulkiness was about 
the same. There was a large package that I tried to 
get under the table, so the soft curtains would fall 
over it and heip it, but some corner would stick out. 



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This bundle was Pride. I was a scholar — I wrote 
books that lived — I had been looked up to in earth 
life. Why should I not have a prominent place in 
the kingdom ? 

There was another package, Melancholy. I did 
not expect to bring this with me, but lo ! it was 
there ! I thought, as much of it was caused by a 
bad liver, I should leave it behind ; but it had in 
some way, darkened my intellect — saddened my 
soul — made me unfit to preach a gospel which I 
loved ; for I intended to give out sunshine ; so this 
melancholy was among the baggage. 

Then Mirthfuhiess came out — this was a picture 
framed from the jubilant laughter of my childhood 
and somehow it seemed to give out an echo. There 
were mauy others, but there was one which I han- 
dled carefully, for it was the most precious of all. It 
was done up with all the sacrifices I had ever made- 
done up with all the tears I had ever shed. It had 
its place with all the disappointments that had ever 
been mine; but it shown out brightest of all. 
That package was Love ! 
When my baggage was all unpacked and dis- 
tributed, I felt I had not furnished my room as I 
wished. I want to put in the place of pride, Pity; 
and I am learning how. I want to put in the place 
of melancholy, a thank God of the soul, and have it 
embossed in letters of light upon my walls. I want 
to have all the unsightly packages subservient to 
that one word — Love ! It will then be home in the 
highest. 

Henry Drummond. 



PAPER NINTH. 

I am bewildered with the possibilities of this 
spirit life, or its possibilities to those who are wil- 
ling to take advantage of present conditions. I am 
striving to get more in touch with the sages and 
seers. I most always find them as busy as the\ T 
could have been in earth life, with a large family to 
support. They can give the new comer but little 
help or attention, unless they find him one whose 
brain contains something in harmony with their own 
— then he is welcome. 

The old idea of heaven was rest — 
rest in its most complete sense : yet I find, as many a 
one has found, that rest is harmonious action ; and 
that the spirit idler is not a happy person. 
Study a pleasure in spirit life. 

I asked a great student — one who is always 
studying : "Are you ever tired from this constant 
mental strain? " 

"No, " he answered, "I am getting rested from 
my earthly study, which was so much of a strain up- 
on my nerve force, that I almost forgot humanity. 
This is bliss! " and he bent his head again to his 
calculation. 

"What good will it do? "said I, interrupting him. 

" Well, it may not do the world any good, but 
it comforts me to find a true analysis of the old 
problems. " 



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Teachers are happy in heaven. 

I asked a sweet-faced woman, with a small ar- 
my of children around her, which she was directing 
in the rudiments of heavenly learning ; "Is this not 
as hard as earthly nursing and teaching?" 

She smilingly said, "Oh ! no, it is heaven ! " 

I asked her how she could enjoy the highest and 
best and yet be so confined, as she seemed to be with 
the children ; for I had watched her for a long time. 

She bowed her head reverently; "They are 
my teachers. 'Except ye become as little children 
ye cannot enter the kingdom of heaven.' I am 
searching for the kingdom, " 

The landscape gardener. 

I asked one of the men who were bringing into 
beautiful harmony some of the extensive lawns sur- 
rounding heavenly mansions ; "Do you come here 
to be a landscape gardener and also a working gar- 
dener ? '' 

" Yes, " he answered ; "If you have a mind to 
put it so. I am keeping near to nature's heart, in 
order to help me put out the fires of passion; and 
then while banishing them, I am building up my 
heaven. M 

The anti-blight spirit. 

I asked one who was budding grains, "What 
can you be doing? They need no such things here. " 

"I am studying how to prevent the spreading 
of contagion by insect life or by blight upon the 
grains which feed the earth world. If I can impart 
to those on earth an antidote which can be used in 
the soil or can be sprayed upon the growing grain, I 
shall have earned my heaven. " 



44 

The Magdalene Teacher. 

I saw a woman upon whom it seemed the high- 
est angels must have smiled, spending her time and 
giving the sunshine of her life to the betrayed — the 
wicked — the women who seemed to have but a 
small spark of humanity. I asked her why she so 
spent her time, when there was life in its blessed 
fullness just a little beyond. 

She smiled sadly and said , '? In earth life I 
walked in these paths, and an angel helped me. I 
am trying to be worthy of a release from the effects 
of the bondage of sin. Vi 

The spirit hunter. 
I looked down to your earth plain and saw a hunter 
in the woods — a spirit hunter, trying to give ease to 
a wounded deer, whose red blood colored the cold 
snow. I saw him turn sadly away as the brown 
eyes of the animal glazed with death and its spirit 
looked wonderingly about. 

This spirit hunter came to me, his face as sad as 
though he had lost a friend, and said ; "You wonder 
what I was doing down there in the hunting forests 
of earth. I will tell you. I used to be a hunter ; I 
killed for pleasure and not because of need of food — 
I have now found to my [horror, that I have often 
wounded poor animals and left them, thinking they 
were dead ; and long hours of suffering have inter- 
vened before they were released. 

So tender has my heart become, because of my 
old sin (for it is a sin) that I come often to those 
wilds and try to help the suffering creatures. " 

"But the poor deer seemed to have a counter- 
part — a spirit, ^ncL^ou have left it alone. " said 1. 



45 

"Yes, I know, " said he, " but it cannot suffer 
cold nor pain now, and its own kind will now care 
for it. I must help wounded animals to die as pain- 
lessly as possible, because of the pain I caused when 
in earth life; I hunted and killed for pleasure. 

Punishment after death. 
I marvelled much that justice should point even to 
the sins against the animal world, and that every 
person was self punished, as far as I had observed. 
In every avenue of life, I found it true that there 
was punishment after death ; but no condemning 
voice said "Depart ye cursed /" No fires of hell leaped 
up to reach its victim, no devils laughed in fiendish 
glee because another soul had comeinto the torment. 
But as those sick in earth life reach out for 
healing waters, so do those sick souls reach out for 
that which will quench their longings and cure their 
disappointments and give to them the victory. 

COMING INTO THE LIGHT. 

The justice and consistency of this spirit life is 
a constant marvel to me. Doors swing open, seem- 
ingly without the touch of a finger, to let through 
them those who are considering their past and get- 
ting strong enough to bear more light. The efful- 
gence confuses them — step by step — hour by hour 
as they are fitted, the new light comes. They are 
not always led, but they go as they can bear the 
happiness, and as their consciences lead them. I 
have not seen them struggle to invade that realm for 
which they are not fitted. 

The Progressive Schools. 

Those of earth life, who come over here with- 
out reparation for wrong deeds, do not seek the so- 



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piety of those who have long been used to the bet- 
ter life, but are helped to understand themselves, by 
those who have graduated from the same school, 
until the teacher moves on and the pupil follows. 

Oh ! the wonderful adjustment of the sjiheres 
above you ! The sweetest sounds which reach our 
ears are those most harmonious. But many have to 
wait until they have developed a sense of harmony. 

In closing these few papers, I do so with regret. 
I trust through some of your mediums, if not by the 
hand of this one, my thoughts may take more defi- 
nite shape — my language be more in harmony with 
what I have dreamed heaven's language to be. 

Oh ! if I can accomplish what I wish and be 
believed — if myxoid friends will awaken to the touch 
of the living spirit of their brother — if I can in any 
way spread a gospel as sweet and beautiful as 
heaven itself, among those who need it, I will wel- 
come any discouragement, if at last I can be victor. 

Henry Drummond. 



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This is the fifth book from spirit Samuel Bowles, writ- 
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It shows the same vigorous descriptive powers which 
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The scenes and life in the upper spheres are of intense 
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CONTENTS.— A Visit to an Art Gallery in Heaven. Union 
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the Emancipated. Reception given to Harriet Beecher Stowe. 
Interview with Jay Gould. Obstacles to the development of the 
Inhabitants of this life of the spirit. Interesting scenes witnessed 
at spirit birth. One of the weights which menace oar nation. The 
Roman Catholic Church. A visit to Lincoln. A visit to Leland 
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THE PATHWAY OF THE SOUL 
THROUGH FORM LIFE. 

By an Oriental Spirit. 

PRESENTATION SCENE GIVEN THROUGH CLAIRVOYANCE. 
POEMS OF THE OCCULT WORLD— THE BUDDHA STAR; THE 
COMING OF BUDDHA; THE COMING OF BRAHMA; THE COM- 
ING OF OSIRIS; THE LIGHT ETERNAL. 

This pamphlet treats of that form of rc-enibo.Mtuent which 
begins with crystal and ends with man. 

The Ego — a spark from the Oversoul — 3eeks embodiment in 
matter. It rises from grade to grade through crystal, vegetable 
and animal forms, and has its culmination in man. 

At physical death in the human, it enters upon an endless life 
of personal experiences and evolution In the interstellar realms. 

The poems are able productions upon the themes treated, and 
will absorb the attention of the reader. The whole book is the 
result of fine spirit inspiration. — Publishers. Price, 10 cents. 

gt^Both the above books for sale by the Star Publishing Co. at 
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MAY 15 « 



APPEALS TO THE METHODISTS. 

By Gilbert Haven. 
Late Bishop of the Methodist Church. 
For sale by the Star Publishing Co., 91 Sherman st, Springfield 
Mass: Price, 5 cents ; postage, 1 cent. 

This is a sixteen page pamphlet, claiming to be appeals from 
spirit Bishop Haven, to the Methodists, to avail themselves of the 
mediumship now existing in their church, and to encourage the 
development of mediums among their flocks. 

Bishop Haven says the Methodists do wrong to oppose spirit 
communion. They ought to keep Spiritualism in their church. 

It is a truth and a powerful one, in winning souls to their 
faith. He quotes and applies Scripture with aptness and force 
and shows much of his former power and eloquence. 



GLIMPSES OF HEAVEN. 

By Gilbert Haven. 

Price, 20 cents. Postage, 1 cent. 

Contents.— What his former ''Appeals" have accomplished- 
John Wesley— Methodists reading his "Appeals"— Many Ministers 
are sensitives— The grandeur of spirit life — A visit with John Wes- 
ley— The Bitterness of Death— Music in Heaven— The Concert for 
Healing— Marriage in Heaven— Babes in Heaven— Old People in 
Heaven— W hit tier— Longfellow— Tennyson— The useless praise of 
God — Danger from the Catholics— Their Purgatory— A second visit 
to John Wesley— The Beauty of Spirit Homes, Indescribable— J. G. 
Blaine— B. F. Butler— A Visit to Liberty Valley— An Address by 
Thomas Paine— The Wonder of Spirit Communion— Half Developed 
Mediums should not give Public Seances— Dishonest Materializa- 
tions—Gentle Rain in Heaven— Schools for teaching Spirit Child- 
ren how to communicate back to their Parents— A Genuine Mate- 
rialization Seance. 



THE SCIENCE OF SPIRIT RETURN. 
By Charles Dawbarn. 

This is a pamphlet containing Mr. Dawbarn's famous lecture 
on mediumship, or how spirits control mediums to convey accu- 
rate ideas to humans. It appears to be a reasonable explanation 
of the method by which the brain of a medium is brought into 
harmony with the brain of the controlling spirit. The pamphlet 
will repay a careful reading, and should be studied by mediums, 
for it will greatly help them in their development. 

For sale by the Star Publishing Co., 91 Sherman St., Spring- 
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